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Today is a day I never thought I would have to deal with at such a young age. The last two years of my life have been devoted to my boyfriend Joey and he was everything to me. Joey was my first friend that was a boy, my first crush, my first slow dance, first kiss, first boyfriend and a lot of other firsts. He was my first everything and now my best friend and boyfriend is gone. He was killed last weekend in a car accident, by a drunk driver. He was run off the road when the stupid drunk veered into his lane and to avoid a head on collision he turned. The car rolled several times into a ravine and they said he died instantly from a blow to the head. I can't help but blame myself because he was on his way home from seeing me. His parents blame me too and I accept their blame.

Joey and I had a secret, now it is my secret alone to bear. We had planned on telling our parents soon but that doesn't matter anymore. Today is his funeral. It is a final goodbye to my friend, my lover and my baby's father. That's right I am pregnant with Joey's baby. I had just found out and told him the night of his accident and nobody else knows yet. I guess I will see how his family treats me at the funeral. After all I am carrying a piece of their son inside of me and if they cannot accept me and say horrible things like they did at the hospital than it is their loss, not mine and certainly not my child's.

I try to brace myself as I walk into the funeral home where Joey is. I need to pay my respects to his family and say good bye to him. His funeral procession will begin after everyone has arrived. As I walk in, the whole place quiets down. Everyone knows I am, well was, his girlfriend for the last two years. Now I will never see his strange shade of hair or his emerald green eyes again. I am holding back tears as I stare at his coffin and kneel in front of it. His parents had opted for a closed casket wake because of the condition of his body when he was pulled from the wreckage. I bend my head and start talking to Joey.

Oh Joey, what am I going to do now? I don't know how I am going to raise this baby on my own without a father for him or her. I don't know how to tell your parents or mine. I don't know what I am doing. We were supposed to do this together and you left me. How could you do this to me, to your child. I know it isn't your fault. I hope that I can get through this. Please forgive me if I am not able to stay here and raise our child with your family in their life. I may not be able to. Especially after how they treated me at the hospital. They called me a whore that caused their son to die because you just came to see me to get some from me. At least I know how they really feel about me. After two years of them playing nice, I know the real them and I don't like it. So please forgive me Joey. I have to now do what is right for me and our child. I promise to keep him or her safe and tell them about you every day. You will be remembered and loved every single day for the rest of my life. I will keep our child safe and I will make you proud.

After I am finished, I stand up give my condolences to his parents, who nod stoically. I go up to his younger sister and offer a hug. She hugs me and I can barely keep the tears at bay. "I don't blame you Bella. My brother loved you and I know you loved him." Her words mean more to me than I can say. I look into her emerald green eyes, that are exactly like her brother, and I thank her. Next I go up to Joey's older brother. I offer him a hand shake, since I didn't know him well but he pulls me into a hug and says, "Joey would not want you feeling this alone today. I am here if you need me Bella, I mean it. My baby brother loved you. I am not my parents. They will come around, they just hurt right now." I thanked him as well and couldn't help but notice he also looked a lot like his brother and my heart hurt. I knew now I couldn't be around this family. They reminded me too much of him and it hurt to bad. I needed to do something.

After the church proceedings and the final prayer at the cemetery, the family invited everyone back to their house for some lunch. I declined and head home with my mother. I had a plan to work out. I had to come up with something. Looking around my room I saw a picture of my dad and I fishing in his home town of Forks, Washington. That's it. I can keep my secret from his family, get away from the memories and raise my child where nobody is going to judge me. My dad will accept me and I can finish school up there. He has plenty of friends in town and on the reservation that can help with child care if I need it. There is a small hospital right in town. Seattle is not far away and best of all it is the opposite of Phoenix. Where Phoenix is dry and sunny, Forks is wet and cloudy. The perfect change of scenery. Now I just have to tell my mom and then get Dad to go along with it.

I change into my PJ's and go to find my mom. I find her sitting in her sunroom reading a book on past life regression therapy.

"Mom, can I talk to you about something?" I ask tentatively.

"Sure honey, you can always talk to me. Open door policy, remember?" She says with a small but sad smile. I know she thinks I am going to talk about Joey's death but the added stuff is going to be a bit much for her.

"Mom, do you want to know why Joey was here the night he was killed?" I ask

" Sure, I was curious but I figured you would tell me sooner or later. It isn't like you to break rules and have him here after curfew" She responded.

Here goes nothing I tell myself, "Joey was here because I had found something out and I was talking to him about it. I realized that morning that my period was 3 days late. I was supposed to get it on August 20th but by the 23rd I still hadn't gotten it yet. I took a pregnancy test and it came back positive. I was telling Joey I was pregnant. And based on what I could find the baby is due April 30th " I tell her quickly.

She blinks slowly, takes a deep breath. "So what you are saying is that Joey was here because you and he had sex and you got pregnant as a result. You are now carrying the baby and it is going to be here by April 30th?" She clarifies.

"Yes, that is what I am saying. Mom I can't get rid of this baby. Especially not now. He or She is all I have left of Joey and I know it won't be easy but I am determined to do this. I also have a plan." I explain.

"Ok honey, what is this plan?" She asks rubbing her temples.

" I cannot stay here in Phoenix, especially after Joey's death, the way his parents treated me. I look around and all I see are memories. His brother and sister look so much like him it hurts to look at them and know that I can never be close with either of them because of their parents and the circumstances surrounding Joey's accident. I want to move to Washington and live with Dad. I already did some research and they have special child care programs for teen mothers and I am already on dad's insurance. I will qualify for WIC so that will help. I also will have help from his friends in town and on the reservation if I need it. I don't want to leave you, but leaving is the best chance I have to have a good future for me and my child." I say in one breath.

She looks at me with her pale blue eyes and nods her head. " I don't want to let you go but I know this is what is right for you. I don't want that family hurting you or my grandchild and I think it is best if they never know. We can call Charlie tonight when he gets home from work and arrange the move before the school year starts next week."

"Thanks mom, and thank you for understanding" I tell her and give her a hug. "I love you" I tell her. "I love you too honey."

After some yelling on Charlie's part my mom got him to agree with my plan. He also thought it was best for me to move up there with him. The security and closeness of a small town being better for me is what sold him. He agreed that the folks in town and on the reservation would help if I needed it and the hospital was really close if there were any issues. It was all agreed upon and I was flying out to Washington today. My mom was going to ship my things to me. My dad registered me for school at Forks High School. I was 15 years old and going to be a sophomore. My birthday was in two weeks and I would officially be a statistic. I used to make fun of that show on MTV "16 and Pregnant" asking myself how could they be so stupid and now I am one of them. I am going to be a teen mom and I am going to be fine. I will make it and I will be strong.

My flight landed at Sea-Tac airport at 6:05 pm on Sunday September 1st. Tomorrow was Labor Day so I would have one day to settle in before starting school on Tuesday. School in Forks had just started a week ago. I missed one week of school and everyone would be looking at the new girl. This is what I had been hoping to avoid by moving at the beginning of the school year but apparently that isn't going to happen. I spotted my dad and he gave me the biggest hug he ever gave me. "Don't worry sweetie, it is all going to be fine and it will work out. I am here for you and I will always be here. Don't forget that" He said. My dad wasn't a man of many words but the words he did speak were usually pretty profound. It was at this point I knew that this was the right decision and I was taking a step in the right direction.

A/N: This idea for a story popped into my head while driving home from dinner tonight. I had to get it down. I have an idea of where I am going with this one but I still it is pretty fresh In my mind. Even if nobody reads this I will most likely continue publishing because I like the idea for this story. Let me know what you think. Until next time.